" My voice is quiet but firm as I start to thrust inside you slowly at first, then faster, then slower, then faster again. My hands are all over your ...ody relishing every inch, every crevice, every muscle, your breasts your stomach your thighs - then I cry out and as I do I come inside you, I come and I come and then I feel you erupt and tighten hard around me keeping me inside you until we both slump forward gasping for oxygen. "The sexting was lovely - this is amazing," I say. In the shower. I was experiencing the greatest thing in the entire world. Two words:work conference.A weekend away from the wife and the perfect excuse to steal mymistress away for three whole nights of fucking, I couldn't have beenhappier. I hadn't even been to the conference yet, except to sign in, Ihad simply fucked my star pupil and ordered room service.Bliss slinked around the room, dancing her fingers off of pictureframes and bed knobs. One of the many things I loved about her was herinability to sit. At the same time Carly’s hips were moving faster and she was pressing back into him, her moans louder against Stella’s pussy. For the millionth time since they had entered into their relationship, he thought about how lucky they were to have such an incredible sex life. The three of them were moaning, groaning and crying out, the sounds of their pleasure mingling to create some sort of sex chorus. Stella’s cries had transitioned into screeches and Brad could see Carly pressing her face more. I loved the way he would pull his filthy jogging bottoms down and flop his dirty cock out. He was fat and ugly and stank of fags and stale sweat. I liked him.There was also this perverted grandad who had me pretend to be his cleaner and I would have to obey his instructions immediately but act as if I didn’t like it. He would tell me to clean the floor with a cloth held between my teeth, my bare cunt on show. Sometimes he stuck a brush handle up my ass and told me to sweep the floor, or he.